It was peaceful night out here in the ghetto , one of those night one would love to sit alone and ponder deep about life. There was no power in my house, so I came outside with my earpiece on listening to Olamide badoo’s song ” Prayer for client ” . The punch line of the yoruba rap song was right on point, one of the line caught my attention
” money no go sweet if owu no dey” ( riches won’t be valued if there is no poverty),
The very moment i was listening to the song i was dame broke. I listened that very line of the song over and over again, then I paused the Mp3 playing on my phone, I looked up to sky in an hopeless manner and said to myself
” Baba God shey you dey watch me like dis, all my clients no gree pay again,” ( God will you keep watching me like this all my clients have refused to pay me)
I stood up and started walking away from my house. Walking aimlessly on the street i saw kids playing and giggling under the moon, then I looked by my side, i saw the kids parents also laying on their mat receiving fresh air right outside their various houses due to the heat inside their houses, all thanks to the power outage. Then I started soliloquizing………
” Which day Chinedu start this game wey him done dey pop champagne for club ” (sighed) even just last week here Kunle collect westy of 1000dols why my own case come different na”.
” All these mumu clients wey I get no gree pay, abeg o heaven shine the light on me” ( All these my unserious client don’t want to pay me, please heaven shine the light on me)
From the distance I saw a detached car sit in an open local mechanic shop, i sat down feeling all exhausted and tired about life. I rested my head on the sit, shortly after i got drowned in my thoughts pondering on how to make it really big in this big city. A soft sweet air from the west direction blew, giving me a relaxing feeling and I went blackout.
The steaming sound of a running car engine woke me up abruptly, and I suddenly jumped up and the unhindered light rays coming from sky almost got my eyes blind and I exclaimed shading my eyes with my hands from the sun rays
” aaaah where I dey now” !
Suraju the owner of the mechanic workshop replied immediately
” Emeka so you no know say na here you sleep ” ( Emeka you don’t know you slept here)
” Really ? O boy I no know when sleep carry me go o Suraj” ( I don’t know when I slept off Suraj)
Suraju looked at me suspiciously me and said
” hmm o boy I dey suspect you o, for all the whole place for dis community na my mechanic workshop you see come sleep Emeka ? ” ( hmm I’m suspecting you Emeka in all the places in this community you choose to sleep in my dirty mechanic shop)
“Suraj abeg leave story, you no go understand wetin happen jare” ( you won’t understand Suraju)
” E be like say your landlord don pursue you comot for house abi” ( it is like your landlord has evicted you)
” Pursue ke ? you think say I be onigbese like you ” (do you think I’m a debtor like you) ( sighed)
Then I shabbily stood up from the chair and involuntary stretched my body, wanting to leaving, as I was about leaving the mechanic workshop. Suraju called me back
” Oh boy ! you no go come carry this nonsense bag you keep here abi ?
(Won’t you carry this nonsense bag you left here)
” Which bag ? ”
” Abi you don forget say you bring bag come ni ” ( Or have you forgotten you brought bag here)
I looked back towards the direction Suraju was pointing his hands to. I saw a stuffed school bag, hmm no wonder this dude was asking whether if my landlord has evicted me. But that’s not my bag na, well as a sharp ghetto boy I pretended as though the bag was mine, so I went back to pick it up in a kind of manner that you will think that the bag was actually mine.
” Sorry Suraj I don forget, later things na” ( Sorry Suraju I have forgotten, will see you later)
Suraju looking at me with total disgust ” yeye boy, make I no see you here tomorrow o” ( Crazy boy, don’t let me see you here tomorrow)
I swiftly picked the bag up wondering what will be inside it, with my left hand I pretentiously felt the bag to find out what could be inside it. I hurriedly left, walking a distance from Suraju’s workshop , i calmly dropped the bag on the ground, i bent down and unzipped the bag. Lo and behold the content of the bag was is, something like an excited electric current ran through my body as I saw the content in the bag
” OMG ! Wetin be did ?
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